This is a song about "Time behind bars"

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

They behind bars like they was cooking amphetamine

Pay my haters not too much mind

Leaving all this behind

On the top, was my pops, my momma screamin stop

This walkin' time bomb has enough bars to kill a mob

She clutched me from behind

Uh, this what's been on my mind

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

Listen.. when you living behind bars, all you have is scars.

And all women who had light features, see

Who's behind the man behind the curtain? foxy

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

Stayed behind the bars of the prison, farthest from cars n' the women insane at best